What’s the goal of the writing

In the beginning … all words were nice. They all voiced well and the sentences conveyed the truth. Unfortunately, this report covered the story with a lie ultimately. The truth started each sentence, but the grammar rules doted the i’s and crossed the t’s . Thus a dot became a king and limited the power of the words to depict the infinity for the prejudices could occupy the garden and the night could enter the heaven … Was that the goal? Why did everything happen thus?

While the Seven Wonders of the World sits back us in awe towards the majesty of the creation, the trash by the road snuff out our look expressive of hope. As a result, not the gratitude but curse on other composes our menu, and the blaming other for the personal misfortunes becomes the main daily news.

When greetings to the stranger are classified as waste of time, not the candles but nuclear power-stations provide the light to the world. Thus the criticism has changed the romanticism and we approached the darkness. The litters underfoot spotted the dreams of the world … It is easy to continue this enumeration; however, does anybody need the mourning?

Let’s try to rewrite all the above in more sunny mood. So, once upon a time … I too was THERE… You do not need listen to me; you can see THAT for yourself – my artworks witness me in the museum. And thus my pictures will always welcome the viewers there…In other words, do I have the right to complain for my living in out of cash and without the credit card? No. I haven’t it. Such boasting would look even uglier than the weeping in spite of all proofs.

Wow, the joyful report distorted the truth more than prior sad overview of the history. That’s the real abracadabra. However, though my confusion was painful indeed, it was the beneficial. I was helped to shift from the begging for the help to promote my blog to the questioning of the meaning of life. Thank you for the reading of my diary, for your participation in my recovery. While thinking about you, I reminded my archives and was glad to reprint the photos above. The pictures are old, but they raise up the questions anew. Does there is nothing new under the sun indeed? What do you think?